Rachel Goldberg-Polin: The Appeal of a Mother Who Buried Her Only Son

Destiny tapped me on the shoulder from behind. When I turned around, he ducked and was gone. Nothing has ever been the same. It never will be.

So here is my new path, breath, pulse. Here is my new life.

At 8:23 a.m. on the morning of October 7, 2023, my only son Hersh’s last written words to me came up on my cell phone in two consecutive texts. “I love yo…